Chapter 388： Female honor: willing to be the minister under His Majesty's skirt (38)

"Won't."

Shallow wind.

No matter how many times Little Fragment asks, it won't work.

She originally came to the thousands of small planes because of the fragments.

Only him, and only him.

It will only be... the soul fragment of His Royal Highness Mu Yan.

Thinking of this, Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, and there was a daze in his dark eyes.

A strong emotion suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart.

It's impossible to ignore.

Overwhelming.

…

[Ding Dong ~ Congratulations to the host for completing the side quest. 】

Hearing the sound, Feng Qian was stunned.

Is this... emotional?

Feng Qian's head was a little dizzy at the moment because he had just taken a sip of wine by the fragments.

Now I receive a system prompt to complete the side quest.

The girl couldn't help but stay a little bit.

Qingye got a positive answer from the queen, and hugged the girl happily.

Maybe also drunk, hugging the girl and whispering: "Wife, I can also warm the bed for you."

"I can also serve you well."

"I can do all those things."

"Master wife..."

Feng Qian nodded dazedly.

"Um."

The white-robed prime minister picked up the queen by the waist again and walked back to the bedroom.

When the girl is put on the bed, she bullies herself.

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, then returned to his senses and pushed the other party: "I haven't showered yet..."

"Um."

Young voice.

After a pause, Qing Ye's dark eyes stared at the girl intently.

After a long while, he opened his mouth and said, "Will we wash together?"

"Um?"

Feng Qian was dazed, and woke up a bit.

The girl's fair little face was dyed a beautiful crimson color, and her little hand pushed the boy.

"not good."

"Can't."

After a pause, Feng Qian retreated into the corner of the bed.

"Forget it, don't want to wash it, don't dislike it."

The two drunk little cuties have nothing to say about being sober.

Qing Ye also blinked, his expression unusually soft.

He rubbed over and took the girl into his arms.

Whispered: "Well, don't wash it, don't dislike it."

Anyway...

He doesn't wash either.

"Master wife..."

The boy rubbed against the girl again.

Soft voice: "Can I serve you?"

"Um?"

"I can warm the bed."

"The bed is not cold."

"I can kiss you."

"..."

After a while, the girl's soft and waxy voice floated over: "I'm not free."

"It's okay, I'll be fine when I'm free."

The wind was silent for a while.

After a long time, he said sullenly, "Whatever you want."

She didn't want to move anyway.

sleepy.

Then……

Feng Qian really doesn't care about anything.

The drunk boy here does nothing.

Follow the instinct to move over.

Kiss and hug.

It's only the last step.

It was late at night, and fell asleep again.

The consequence of being drunk is a severe headache the next morning.

The sky gradually turned white.

Qing Ye got up on time, frowned, and reached out to rub the center of his eyebrows.

Then……

Staring at the bed in a daze.

The girl in her arms is still awake.

The clothes on both of them were only slightly messy, and they did not take off their shirts.

Last night was Qingye's first drink.

I drank a lot because I was inexplicably angry.

later……

He seemed to give the girl a sip of wine.

Then what happened, I can't remember...

However, in this case, nothing should happen.

didn't it happen?

The boy's fingertips gently poked the girl's side face.

Bend down again.

Since nothing happened, he must ask for some sweetness to come back.

Before the other party is awake, you can ask for a little more.

Feng Qian finally woke up because of poor breathing.

The girl frowned.

There is still a little impression of what happened last night.

Feng Qian's subconscious thought was: why did the fragments come again?